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WHAT A F*CKING P*SSY!
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"i have to meet up with my client at eleven? you gonna' be okay here?" her mom was moving around the room quickly, gathering up her travel bag with everything she needed. together, they will be in a one bedroom airbnb over the next week in a unknown neighbourhood, so she wanted her daughter to feel comfortable.
"i'll be good," she was tired from the flight anyway. "i might grab some food while your gone though,"
"well you have the cash and the house key," her mom waa finally ready, "just don't have nobody up in this house or something crazy,"
"okay," mimose had her thumb over the call button, waiting for her mom to fully exit the house so she could talk to mattia.
over the past few days, all she did was talk to go to school and talk to mattia. she was slacking on her spam and her tiktok post, but she knew better than to devote her time to him so she was going to try to be distant as much as possible in this trip.
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"you made it safely?" mattia asked, his light grey hoodie string now dark as he gnawed on it.
"yessir," mimose yawned.
"so are you gonna' tell me where you really are or what?"
"bruh," mimose laughed. "i told you i was in new jersey,"
"where then?"
"i don't know but you have my location so check it," she laughed.
the facetime went on pause. "i swear if you're really here-"
"i told you i was!" mimose emphasized. "i'm in a airbnb but you're welcome to come swoop,"
"what if i uber you here?"
"even better," she agreed. "but i can only stay for a little,"
"a little?!" he smacked his lips. "you tell me your in jersey and then expect me to let you stay for a little bit?"
mimose chuckled. "that's what i said didn't i? better send that uber cause' i want to be back before four,"
"seven,"
"four thirty,"
"hell n-" mattia wasn't giving up. "five,"
"fine,"
"okay five thirty,"
mimose rolles her eyes. "make sure you send me the screenshot of the uber,"
"already on it," she was still paused.
"how long until it arrives?"
"you're forty minutes from me and the uber will be there in ten,"
"i just got hella' butterflies in my stomach," mimose sighed.
"why?"
"i'm excited to see you," she said in a duh tone, getting out of the bed so she could get ready. "i miss you,"
"i miss you too," his face popped up, the smirk on his lips evident.
"stop it,"
"i didn't even do anything,"
"yeah but i already know you goof,"
"call me when you're outside,"
"mkay,"
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mimose nudged her feet into her airforce ones, sighing heavily.
she looked pretty decent. fresh face, falsies, lip gloss. her hair was pulled back by a headband. for the fit, she had on a tracksuit with the jacket zipped down, revealing her tank top.
bummy, but decent.
she made sure she had her key as well as her phone and fifty out of the hundred dollars her mom gave her.
by the time she was done and went to peek out the window, he uber was ready and she was out the door.
